Arielle’s Pov

The Billionaire's Surrogate stripper

Arielle’s POV

I sip the glass of red wine presented by the maid as I watched her bow before taking her to leave. Adrian hasn't been back yet I know because I've instructed the servants to run to me immediately they catch sight of him and I know the sound of his car engine.

A slight headache had me rubbing the sides of my head. Since I came back from the hospital I was advised to lay off anything stressful but how could I cope without meddling in matters that influence my children? Both sons are at each other's throats and if I don't fix things when I'm alive as their mother what would happen when I'm no more?

I rest my head on the sofa with my legs resting on the size stool when the door creaked and a familiar perfume hit my nostrils.

“Hello, mother.”

My eyes flung open with the speed of lightning. “You took so long my child.” I giggle softly as he wraps his arm around me and pecked my cheek. I missed our mother a